“They suspect something.”
“They’ll punish me.”
“No.”
“They always do.”
I crouched beside her again.
“Listen to me. In a few minutes, law enforcement will be here. Until then, you stay in this room. Do not open the door for anyone except me or a uniformed officer.”
“What about you?”
“I’m going downstairs.”
Her face went white.
“No.”
“I need to keep them from coming back up.”
“Elena, please.”
I took both her hands.
“I have spent twenty years standing in courtrooms against dangerous people. I know how to stay calm.”
